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Kay Slay]

G-Force (what's up Slay?)

I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)

Four suspects (who?)

Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)

Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)

There they go, take the shot!

Take the shot! DAMN!

When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme

And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine

Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?

You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine

Every time I come to hit'cha

With a little bit of killa

Better know that you can never-never

See me little nigga

While I'm at the TOP

I will never STOP

When a nigga POP

See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter

Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang

Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!

Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit

Motherfucker better crown me KING!

With a passion and a lot of action

See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!

Then they wanna ask him

How a nigga smash 'em

See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!

Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!

Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day

Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?

You shitty with a get'cha gimmick

And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic

It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me

Cause I be the fiercest with it

While I'm givin you the final chapter

With a lot of laughter

See the way I capture

Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!

Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin

Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children

The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows;

From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues

They told me this record was only for pros

So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose

Foes slammin them Cadillac do's

My story they caught has never been told

Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze,

Forever I'm young and'll never get old

Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls,

Smell the aroma, just follow your nose

We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up

You run up get done up, I'll let it explode

Blow only where gangstas roll, so

Homie we smash around and we crash collide

Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh

O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress

Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus,

Money so tall those niggas need ladders

Try to come close but they never could match us

So catch us, we the masters

Y'all already know how we do it on the clearly

Never compare we livin' on stretchers

Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust

Nigga come through with Twist and Bust

Nigga been famous they know how to aim it

They spittin my languange, "Adrenaline Rush"

Feminine niggas that been on a rush

Back to the dust we winnin the clutch

Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!

Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula

Hit them with the venom and then I'mma

Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em,

I'm hot if you not check the temperature

Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma

Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom or

Do and I'm about to get dinner

I'm about to open the do'

Cause I'm dope with the flow

Never know how flow was the 'dro

I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'

So long is the poem, I'm never a ho

You can go check the portfolio

Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go

I'm cold so go get your coat

This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin

And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?

Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular

Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula

Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya

Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura

Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats

I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak

Now you know not to send me no beat

Cause I'mma kill it

And murder anybody That'll wanna get it

Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest

I'm a menace all the way up to the finish

Make an enemy diminish

When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be up on the block

2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop

Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!

What can it be?

Rappers and thuggin on beats

None of 'em keepin it street

Look at them calves, all of them wanna be bulls

None of 'em ready for beef

What about me?

Been through the pain

Sorted the lames, keep it the same

Skillful syllables kill

My rhymin technique is impeccable still

Anybody ever wanna run up

Will get done up in a hurry

Got a flurry

I'mma hunt 'em for the come up

With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it

I will live it, idiots gettin it

"The Originator," gotta keep it greater

Keep the fader for the haters

Nigga real for real

The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite

On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)

Takin over the world

Made of with your girl

Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it

Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president

Ain't nobody better in the residence

Through the crops, it ain't stop

Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop

Got a old school banger make you do the wop

Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop

Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you

Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal

No trip, no travesty

I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity

Spit words from the brain like charity

If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me

Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter

Make it hot, you can toast word to mother

Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!